Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1022

She simply could not control her incessantly trembling hands.

She did not want him to notice her strange reaction.

In the end, she just had to put the phone flat on the bed so that the camera was pointing at the ceiling.

"Hey, don't make me look at the ceiling. I want to see you." Luther yelled disgruntledly from the screen.

Joyce tilted her head, and her eyes were wide open, trying to hold the tears back. After a few deep breaths, she finally slowly calmed down.

Lifting her sleeve, she quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and rubbed her burning cheeks to make sure she looked just normal before picking up her phone again.

"What just happened?" He asked.

"It's nothing." she bit her lip gently, her voice still a little bitter, "I'm curious that you live in such a small apartment. There must be many other residents living there and even many more just coming and going. Won't you you feel inconvenient?"

"No, I bought the whole building. I'm the only one who lives on this floor." Luther put on an evil grin.

He bought the whole building all together! Joyce, "..."

"I renovated the entire apartment building and it took a long time to clear out all the residents that year. Then, I transformed the place into a high-class serviced apartment with a redesigned facade. I installed a scenery elevator for my exclusive use that can directly get me to the floor where I live." Luther looked quite pleased with himself.

"In addition, I bought all the surrounding plots of land. I have studied the location, and I think it is very good. I want to build it into an all-in-one hot spring landscape town."

Joyce, "..."

She rolled her eyes and questioned, "Your apartment looks like it's only a few dozen square meters. Mr. Warner has really done so much just to live in a few dozen square meters. Is it worth it?" She gazed at him with burning eyes, her eyes full of doubts. Was it really worth it?

Luther paused, and at that moment, he could no longer hide the overwhelming emotions from his handsome face, "How is it not worth it?"

He paused and said, "Everything ... It's worth it."

Joyce was stunned and didn't know what to say.

In the video, both of them were silent.

No one said anything.

As the minutes tick by, were it not for the occasional faint sound of their breathing coming from the screen, it would really look like the connection had been broken.

"Do you find it satisfactory to open the file you were given yesterday?" Finally it was Luther who broke the silence.

Joyce bristled and replied uncharitably, "Very childish, Mr. Warner."

Luther smiled an extraordinarily charming smile.

Suddenly, his expression became extra serious.

Word by word, he solemnly said from his thin lips, "Miss Knowles, thank you."

Joyce froze and was confused for a moment.

She asked him, "Thank me for what?"

Luther smiled, "Hanging up now. Wait for me to come back."

After saying that, he took the initiative to cut off the video.

He looked at his phone and said softly to the already dark screen, "Joyce, thank you, for being alive."

He stood up and opened the window. The cold breeze of the early winter got in wilfully. He took a deep breath, feeling the air was extraordinarily refreshing.

When he was back to Khebury again, he was in a very different state of mind than when he left.

At first it was disappointment and near despair, then he found her and Anderson. Once again, he got hope in his life.

Now, the most important thing for him was to find the truth.